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  Awake

  Oh beautiful world, so bright You can shine

  The smell of Green, as old as time.

  Oh beautiful word, so light You can feel

  The free spirits roam Ye with ease.

  Oh beautiful world, how terrible You are

  Till I awake at the nights end.

  Written by Marcus Faringhart in 1245.

  The Sky

  The Sky, how I long to be free.

  Free as it's clouds and breeze- never chained, never pained.

  On the world below, only there is no way

  Walls suround us, monsters feed on us

  And as the horses ride

  The soliders fight

  We ask, again and again

  To be free as the Sky.

  Written by Marcus Faringhart in 1248, one year after the southnd invasions.

  A Childrens Rhyme

  Children, Children never let it see again. It stalks in the night, it feeds on your crimes.

  Children, Children never let it speak again. It calls it self by a name, it says it causes no pain.

  Children, Children never let it hear again. It ughs as you cry, it dances as you die.

  Children, Children beware the monster in the dark, beaware the blond haired murderer, that calls it self a friend.

  Author unknown, first appeared in written record around 1251.

  [...] "How can I, live in in this plight, oh gods tell me please. Have I not worked in your name? fought in your name? Killed and destroyed, in your name?" [...] "Why won't the world listen to me, to my woes, I have rid the world of evil, I stole from the thives, I killed the murderers, so why am I alone now, have I not done the right thing to rid the world of evil?"

  Excerpt from the py "The Evil", written by Whilliam Beckster in 1233, first performed in 1255.

  The Bright Star

  The Bright Star has come, to light up the darkest days

  He came from unknown nds, not even he knows where it ys

  He gave our hearts his light, our mind filled with delight

  As he fought the evil, taking root in our old knight

  He fought the beast in the night, rid us of the blond haired blight

  And shattered the God-shattering Star, that tried to take away our light.

  It was the Bright Star, the holiest of them all, that stopped the evil

  And gave us the peace for endless times.

  Written by "Tilly", real name is unknown, in 1267.